<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349816970218633160</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:36:14.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine Life Story</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebeginwitvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2349816970218633160/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebeginwitvalentine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jack wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03814534989767454678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2349816970218633160.post-9096950499691126862</id><published>2009-03-20T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T06:44:57.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Memories Matters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My life begin wit the loving life , did u ever love someone bt i did the feeling so painful n wat i can tell the feeling is until now i still miss her n myself also dun understand why in my mind still recalled her name.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tis is my fate , i won't tell u her name n i also won't share wit u how she looked cz everything i will let it flush away like wind and i wish i can make it i thought i make it bt i din cz until now i still suffer wit loving her.&lt;br /&gt;i have try to sms my friend n askd wat the meaning of begin lonely n wat is the love stand for izzit in tis world have god of love , i tell u wat every time i nt happy i talk to god n make a wish , huh wat a silly attitude.&lt;br /&gt;I been askd be4 why i still love her n which way she attract me , i really wanna she jst belong to me bt i understand love can't be force the feeling is gone den is gone , i wish to have a new love n new relation bt i also dunno why i can't make it n dunno where to get back my love feeling.&lt;br /&gt;I try to find the answer everyday n everyday wat i see is i am alone n do everything is just alone, u knw why i got feeling the shadow at my back is watching me n i wanna try to be the shadow to watching myself n to understand why human have to suffer izzit the world nw have been change.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna cry be4 bt dunno why the tears never come to me , i jst wanna cry away my tears n painful , u knw wat when i 12 yrs old my eyes dun cry n i also dun understand why even my older generation parents pass away i also din cry bt i just feel my heart is crying while i watching my uncle wife pass away.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday i also afraid n i just dun wan the time just pass away without meaning n i wan to have the meaning for everyday bt it won't happen cz nw everyday i just pass the days wit no meaning at there .&lt;br /&gt;I prefer i see the thing in positive way bt everything dat happen to me is just negative my younger uncle have tell me be4 wanna win have to statifies all yr thing just to found yr win at outside i really have asked myself den wat he win izzit just win a old age married n old age get a little daugther izzit dat wat he call he found he win.&lt;br /&gt;i just wan a normal life like other ppl n have someone accompany everyday ~ i really wanna have someone to accompany me n i dun like single life n i hate single life cz wat i wan is a perfect love n the love is never the end bt just till death . i wan share dat wat i have nw even dat wat i have i just can share wit my friend n i just feel no meaning.&lt;br /&gt;i got asked be4 why someone the face born like devil also can get a nice relation n why someone born like god n cute n won't easy get a relation izzit tis wat i call punishment. if in tis world no punishment izzit all will having a peaceful life ...where is my point sry cz i just feel i am fullish today..cz the sad feeling is followed me n i dun like it~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2349816970218633160-9096950499691126862?l=lifebeginwitvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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